A Bit of Earth - Charlotte Church

A bit of earth
She wants a little bit of earth
She'll plant some seeds
The seeds will grow
The flowers bloom
But is their bounty
What she needs

How can she chance
To love a little bit of earth
Does she not know
The earth is old
And doesn't care if
One small girl wants things to grow

She needs a friend, She needs a father
Brother, sister, Mother's arms
She needs to laugh, She needs to dance
And learn to work her girlish charms

She needs a home
The only thing she really needs
I cannot give
Instead she asks
A bit of earth
To make it live

She should have a pony
Gallop 'cross the moor
She should have a doll's house
With a hundred rooms per floor
Why can't she ask for a treasure
Something that money can buy
That won't die
When i'd give her the world
She asks instead
For some earth

A bit of earth
She wants a little bit of earth
She'll plant some seeds
The seeds will grow
The flowers bloom
Their beauty just the thing she needs

She'll grow to love the tender roses
Lilies fair, the iris tall
And then in fall, her bit of earth
Will freeze and kill them all

- 31 August 2003 6:38pm -

Still Alone..

A split second can cause so much pain. I have papercuts in place of battle scars.
A typical day at work. Overtime again.
A silent house after a long dark walk in from the Bus Interchange.

How do people live like this - Alone? And I know there are some that do.
Not a day passes that I don't wonder what my life would be like if She were still alive.
I know it's a sin to live in the Past. But the Past is where my heart lives now.

*sighs*

- 22 August 2003 8:18pm -

All Alone

Dad's gone..
Bernard's confined..
Ruth..is having some problems with her family..

I..
am alone at home tonite..
How I hate the feeling..

I hate coming home to a dark and empty house..
The loneliness can grab me and eat me alive..

People look at me and see something else..
Everyone thinks I'm someone who's so sure of myself..
So busy so independent so capable..
Like "Huh?! U mean Rox can get lonely mehhh? Sure ornottt"

Something is wrong with these tears..
I cry but they don't fall..
They stay in my eyes and blur my vision..
I type through the stars I'm seeing..
(And because I've been doing so much work these few weeks, I find my hands know the keyboard damn well.)

Just like my tears won't fall..
My strength won't let me let go..
Like my arms are aching from holding on..
I know I have to hold on..
But my arms are aching to let go..

I wonder if I let go, would I fall?
Would I lose control of my life?
Would I fail where others fail?
And fall where others fall?

I wish I had someone older who knows what he/she were doing..
So he/she could tell me what to do with myself..
Or maybe NO ONE knows what he/she is doing..
AND no one has the right to tell another person what to do..

I miss my mom...

Yeah I know..
I am not making sense..
I'm feeling too much hurt..
Too much until all my senses are blurred behind this veil of tears..


- 10 August 2005 2:30am -